A Song of What Happens If I wrote in a short story Or novel that when my father Was young, about thirteen, He and his best friend Stole a rifle […]

Chiaroscuro The Italian birds fly over the garden where this morning I stood on sunstruck tiles next to an olive orchard, thinking how fortunate to land here, eating the earth, […]

Prayer for a Son May your soul now be with the creek, may it swell and flood in Spring, brimming with excitement and wildness as you sometimes were in this […]

The First Sky Is Within You A Generative Poetry-as-Prayer Retreat with Richard Osler Hillhurst United Church Calgary, Alberta October 18th to 19th, 2019 Retreat Introduction When we address the world […]

My Amaryllis So this is the day the fat boy learns to take the jokes by donning funny hats, my Amaryllis, my buffoon of a flower, your four white bullhorn […]

THE ONLY REASON WE DON’T OPEN OUR HEARTS The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in us that we […]

a song with no end when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric” I know what he meant I know what he wanted: to be completely alive every moment in […]

  Upstairs in the Study A wound is a place where light enters you. So many words, books on shelves, paper shoulders holding dust’s weight. But what is this pain […]

              Song of Aftermath Standing now, in a place Scrubbed raw by flood. I, who sought neither Rapture nor fracture. Now the question is: […]

Poet as Diviner: Hunting the Pluck of Poetry A Ten-Day Generative Poetry Writing Retreat June 11th to June 21st, 2020 Writing “En Plein Air” with Richard Osler at the La […]